Seeing that Xue Shaoping died tragically under his own magical power, the fifteen monks present no longer had the expressions of chatting and laughing as if they were confident of victory.
Everyone's faces showed a solemn look.
It is impossible to retreat. If someone has stage fright at this time, word will spread in the future, but seventeen of them teamed up to deal with a fellow monk, but were frightened by this man's magical power.
From now on, let alone them, even the masters behind them will be humiliated together!
These monks looked at each other and had a thought in their hearts:
"We must take action at the same time and suppress this person with thunder!"
"Everyone, this man has weird supernatural powers, we don't have to hold back!" A loud shout came, and the speaker was Feng Tianheng from Jiuhan Mountain. This man was dressed in white clothes and floated above everyone's heads, like an immortal in the sky.
He waved his sleeves, and nine strands of cold air roared out immediately, forming nine ice spikes in mid-air and shooting towards the place where Liang Yan was.
With this person taking the lead, the others also used their own special skills. All kinds of spells were roaring for a while, including thunder, sound, fire, and wood.
Liang Yan was at the center of these spell attacks and had no time to dodge. He only heard a rumbling sound and the place where he was was blasted into debris by various spells.
In the thick smoke, everyone put their spiritual consciousness into it, but found nothing.
"Is he dead?"
This question arises in everyone's mind.
However, before they could react, they saw a golden light burst out from the thick smoke, as fast as lightning, and it reached the top of one of them in the blink of an eye.
In the golden light, it is Zhang Daniu transformed by Liang Yan!
His "Hunhu Gong" has already comprehended the fifth phase, and the "Empty Phase of All Dharmas" is purely for defense. Coupled with the purified spiritual power in his body, ordinary spells in the foundation-building period can't do anything to him.
"Oops!"
The person in front of Liang Yan at this moment was the female cultivator Zhuang Wan from Lingji Cave.
This woman was one of the first few monks to appear on the stage, but her cultivation was the weakest, only in the early stage of foundation building. She was obviously here to fish in troubled waters and wanted to get a good place in the magic fighting meeting.
When she saw that Liang Yan was not hurt even under the siege of fifteen people, and he even rushed out of the siege and came directly in front of her, she was already frightened to death.
Liang Yan, who was in the golden light, didn't say much. He stretched out one hand forward. This palm was ordinary, but in Zhuang Wan's eyes, it was like a mountain or a sea.
She didn't have time to think too much, she just kept making secrets with her hands and took out all the defensive weapons in the storage bag.
An ancient mirror, a stone tablet, and a mysterious ruler made entirely of jasper.
These things stretched across the top of her head, supporting three kinds of auras of different colors, like three shields with different attributes, blocking her.
"boom!"
As a result of Liang Yan's "punch strike", the ancient mirror suddenly cracked, the stone tablet was broken in the middle, and only a jade ruler was left. It only lasted for half a breath, and it shattered into countless crystal fragments under the force of the punch.
fragments.
"No! Help"
Half of Zhuang Wan's words were stuck in his throat, and before he could even speak out, Liang Yan punched him in the chest. The breath on his body disappeared instantly, and he flew backwards.
Just as Liang Yan punched out, he heard the strong wind behind him. It was obvious that someone took the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
He didn't look back, he just turned slightly on the spot, using the "circle turning method" as he pleased, deflecting the attack behind him and hitting a monk next to him instead.
The two monks who originally planned to make a sneak attack were directed towards their own people by Liang Yan, and several curses were immediately heard in the air.
"Haha, Taoist friendly methods seem to be more than just individual cultivation!"
A chuckle came, followed immediately by a beast-like roar.
Liang Yan looked back and saw a spiritual beast that looked like a tortoise but not a tortoise, like a bird but not a bird. It had four legs and a big turtle shell on its back. It looked nondescript.
"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be a fellow Taoist from the Yuling Sect!" Liang Yan said with a long smile: "Look at the beast and you will know the person. This 'shrinking turtle' is really a spiritual beast suitable for you!"
Tong Dayou of the Yuling Sect had been hiding behind everyone before, only sending out his own spiritual beasts to sneak attack Liang Yan. Now after hearing his words, his face turned slightly red.
"Everyone, don't listen to his words and incite, work together to take down this person!"
Feng Tianheng shouted loudly, and countless ice spikes fell from the sky, all of them stabbing towards Liang Yan. The others also used their own escape skills to distance themselves from Liang Yan, and only used various magic powers to surround and kill him from a distance.
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Although Liang Yan's "Empty Form of All Dharmas" could resist these magical powers, it was extremely depleting of spiritual power. At this moment, he suppressed his cultivation and only challenged fifteen peers at the same time with the level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Naturally, he could not forcefully take advantage of their spells.
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These more than ten monks are not from the same sect. They each have their own small calculations, so naturally they cannot work together. Their spells are shot at different speeds, and their magical powers are also different in strength.
Liang Yan used his escape technique to wander in the air, dodging some of the magical powers, and used the "dispersion method" to resolve other parts of the spells. For a while, he and these people were in a stalemate.
At this moment, a vague figure suddenly appeared behind Liang Yan!
I saw a flash of white light, revealing the person's appearance. He was a thin man with a scar on his face.
As soon as he appeared, he stabbed Liang Yan's back with a long knife exuding the smell of blood, with an excited and twisted smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
This person is Lin Yue from the Yin Shen Sect. The Yin Shen Sect is a heretic and is not included in the four major traditions. However, the "Yin Shen Technique" secretly passed down within the sect is a secret technique that is extremely good at assassination.
Many monks from rival sects died inexplicably at the hands of Yin Shen Sect disciples. Some even had higher cultivation levels than the assassins, but in the end they were all brutally killed because they were unprepared.
"The Blood-Eating Knife can drain people's essence and blood. If you are hit by this knife, not even gods can save you!"
Lin Yue thought as he excitedly stabbed Liang Yan's back with the long knife in his hand. However, he had just stabbed halfway and could no longer move forward another half inch.
"What?"
Lin Yue was shocked. He looked up and saw that Liang Yan's back was still facing him, but his right arm had turned around at an incredible angle, and he gently clamped the tip of the knife between his two fingers.
With just these two fingers, his bloodthirsty knife can no longer move!
"No, this is impossible! Even monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment can't detect my 'Hidden Mystery Technique'. How can you find out my location in advance?" Lin Yue shouted in disbelief.
Of course he didn't know that under the operation of Liang Yan's "Bodhi Bright Pure Appearance", there was absolutely nothing to hide within a radius of ten feet!
"Haha, do you think I don't know where you are hiding? I'm just inviting you into the urn!"
Liang Yan gave a long laugh, and the black sword energy in his right arm surged out. Before the people watching the battle could figure out what happened, they saw Lin Yue's whole body suddenly exploded from the inside, and his whole body was twisted to pieces.
Eight falls, countless fragments fell from the sky.
